DwarminYou continue walking with the human girl, who hardly says a word the entire time, to your confusion and annoyance.
Is she ill, or are all humans like this? You ask yourself.
You're just beginning to wonder about the question when a cave wurm appears from the darkness just ahead of you. You practically leap in alarm. You've never seen one this big in your life! Usually they only grow to be one or two feet long, but someone must have been feeding this one. You don't even want to think what, and you grab the girl and starting running in the opposite direction.
scapheapYou continue walking with Tali, and the dwarf talks the whole way. She's loud, boisterous, and in your opinion, quite pretentious. As a shepherd, you were never too comfortable with talking to people one-on-one, much preferring to keep to yourself. And with a quiet home in the country, it wasn't too difficult to avoid situations like that. The forced conversation is beginning to wear on your patience, and you're about to set her straight when you notice something. A low rasping sound on the edge of your hearing. You're not quite sure what you heard with the dwarf rambling on, and you try asking her to quiet down but she can't hear you over the sound of her own voice.
You don't have to say anything, however, when the massive wurm melts into view from out of the darkness, barreling directly towards the two of you. You screech in surprise and feel a vicelike grip latch onto your arm as Tali yanks you in the opposite direction, forcing you to run.
Ross VernalYou're busy watching the orc pick up rocks when you're suddenly struck by an immense feeling of unease. You look around warily and tighten your grip on your sword. You don't see anything right now, but you refuse to let your guard down.
CheesecakeYou try to settle your stomach by gathering some stones, and slowly it begins to put you at ease. You actually feel much better after your short nap, though you're still a bit sore from the fight. You think you should be fine if you just rest a bit more.
ZakoYou grab some of the stones that you knocked over and throw one to far to your right. The wurm halts momentarily, then continues his steady advance towards you. Perhaps he can smell? Or does he sense that its a trick? You haven't any time to think about it, as the beast is only twenty or so feet from overtaking you. You spin on your heel and start running, weaving between pillars and moving away from him in a diagonal fashion, so as to maximise the amount of time the creature must waste making turns. You glance over your shoulder, and to your horror, you haven't gained much distance from it. Its much faster than it looks, and remembering the way it struggled at that first turn, you wouldn't have thought this was the same creature as it weaves its way deftly around each corner. Its an experienced predator, and it knows its den well. You stop running and at the same time you hear the wurm halt as well. Listening. Waiting for you to make a move. It obviously wants you to run, as thats the easiest way for it to find you. Your mind races as you try to think of a way out of this, then you hear a familiar voice in the distance.. The dwarf! Tali's booming voice echoes towards you from the direction you came from, and you see the wurm twitch as it hears it as well. The wurm begins sliding away towards the sound, seemingly having forgotten you.
PartyVlad and Kaltukk see Tali and Claire running, and they're surprised and horrified to see a giant wurm behind them. They're momentarily stunned.
Tali and Claire are terrified, but they still notice their friends standing directly in front of them as they flee from the wurm and shout to warn them.
Edwin can see the wurm but not what it is chasing, though he knows its after Tali and Claire. He still isn't sure if they are aware of its approach. He hears Tali shouting and infers that they know whats going on.
Name: Kaltukk
Gender: Male
Race: Orc
Appearance: Average orc build. 6"6, blackish-grey skin, mohawk. He bears scars from battles past, one on his eye, another large on on his chest.
Profession: He was a mercenary for quite a while, then joined a professional horde as a basic grunt. He's been to only one battle, but he did good.
: Fine
Equipped: Rags, Rotten Leather Boots
Skills: Battle Tactics
Proficient, Survival
Proficient, Swords
ProficientInventory: Tribal Totem, a few tiny rocks
Known Magicks: Reinforce I - boost your strength using magical energy; fatigue varies
Name: Vlad Lamora
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: Short and slightly built with short, dark brown hair, a mustache, and light grey eyes. He is neither handsome nor memorable.
Profession: Assassin
: Fine
Equipped: Rags, Rotten Leather Boots, Dull Iron Bastard Sword
Skills: Swords
Proficient, Throwing
Proficient, Cooking
Proficient, Lockpicking
DabblingInventory: Empty
Known Magicks: Catch II - you can slowly absorb energy, such as light; restores fatigue and reduces hunger
Name: Clair Redfield
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Appearance: A red-headed, green-eyed woman. Her hair is in a short tomboy cut and she has a tattoo of a dull red star on her cheek.
Profession: Shepard
: Fine
Equipped: Rags, Rotten Leather Boots
Skills: Staves
Proficient, Butchering
Proficient, Cloth Mending
ProficientInventory: Empty
Known Magicks: Repel II - manipulate air into a general or focused blast, pushing the target(s) away; some fatigue
Name: Tali Bluestone
Gender: Female
Race: Dwarf
Appearance: A somewhat shorter than usual, but well muscled Dwarven woman stands before you, with dark black hair done up fashionably and tucked into a single long ponytail cut raggedly short. Piercing copper eyes radiate cunning and a cold intellect, and are framed by long, emotive eyebrows that give her a slightly unsettling demeanor, even after being imprisoned.
Profession: Explorer
: Fine
Equipped: Rags, Rotten Leather Boots, Sturdy Footman's Helm, Flimsy Leather Cuirass, Shivered Lance
Skills: Navigation
Proficient, Pole Arms
Proficient, Herbology
Proficient, Architecture
DabblingInventory: Lucky Coin, Bloody Cobblestone
Name: Edwin Malfonse
Gender: Male
Race: Elf
Appearance: Edwin has short cropped dark brown hair, green eyes and lightly tanned skin. He stands at typical elf height, 5' 4'', has a thin and wiry build that's thin even for an elf and seems almost eternally smudged with a small covering of dirt. He seems almost at home here, strangely enough.
Profession: Professional Thief
: Terrified, Panicking
Equipped: Rags, Rotten Leather Boots, Shattered Iron Shortsword, Sturdy Footman's Helm, Small Iron Buckler
Skills: Stealth
Proficient, Thievery
Proficient, Daggers
Proficient, Lockpicking
DabblingInventory: Sturdy Lockpick, Coiled Iron Chain w/ Cuff, several small stones
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